We leave behind the ones we love to be drafted into a family of trust
Don’t know what to expect but to think the worst
Dependent on each other reputation is obsolete
Trying to fight the fear hoping not to die
Our weapons give chance pictures possess hope
Daydreams bring comfort dope providing relief
Sniped during the day mortared at night
Wounds open up death takes its toll
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Illusions of the jungle only trick the mind
Wanting nothing more than to end this hell
To close your eyes and be released
Ready for the next life wherever that might be
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